The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1095 The armor is still there

Chapter 98 The armor is still there

When Ye Fan saw Wei Qinhu, Wei Qinhu was hunting in the back mountain.

The old guy was carrying a gun, a Tibetan mastiff, and a sea dongqing on his shoulders, and he leisurely shuttled among more than 20 domesticated wolves.

The Tibetan mastiff defended against the sneak attack at close range, Haidongqing tracked down the whereabouts of the wolf, and Wei captured the tiger like a string of shots.

There were bursts of gunfire, and every shot was fired without missing a beat. Wherever the muzzle pointed, a wolf's head would explode and fall to the ground.

The last shot went through the mouth of a wolf, and exploded a wolf behind him.

One person, one dog, one eagle, so tyrannical.

"This old man is talking about youth madness, pulling yellow on the left, Qingcang on the right, brocade hat and sable fur, thousand riders rolling Hiraoka..."

Seeing this high-spirited scene, Ye Fan, who was standing in a gazebo, recited a poem, and felt a little more fond of the old and vigorous Wei Qinhu.

This is also the life he wants when he gets old in the future.

It's just that I don't know who the woman who will be by my side at that time will be?

Thinking of the indifferent Tang Ruoxue, the gentle Song Hongyan, and the considerate Su Xier, Ye Fan felt a little more melancholy.

"The old man likes to hunt all day long. Either he asked us to raise wolves, or he brought ligers and tigers from Africa."

Compared with Ye Fan's praise of Wei Qinhu, Wei Hongchao, who was standing beside Ye Fan, did not take it seriously. He poured Ye Fan a large cup of tea:

"The things that die in his hands every month, if not a hundred, there are eighty. In order not to waste it, we are forced to eat these meats every day."

"Our guard dog is now a vegetarian instead of eating bones."

"I don't know why the old man likes to toss so much. You said it would be great to learn how to write and play with other old men."

Wei Qinhu's hobby of hunting caused Wei Hongchao a headache. Not only was it troublesome to feed his prey, but he also had to worry about Wei Qinhu's safety.

Any mistake would result in death or serious injury, after all, wolves would not show mercy.

Ye Fan smiled and didn't speak, just lowered his head and drank oolong tea.

Wei Hongchao continued to complain to Wei Qinhu: "One hundred wolves, raised for almost half a year, were ruined by him in two months."

He himself didn't realize that he had regarded Ye Fan as someone who could speak his mind.

"Bang bang bang-"

Just after the words were finished, three gunshots were heard without stopping, and three bullets shot at Ye Fan and Wei Hongchao.

Wei Hongchao's expression changed, and he instinctively pounced on the spot, dodging with military moves.

It's just that his body was stained with a pile of grass clippings and dust, making him look ashamed and embarrassed.

On the other hand, Ye Fan didn't move, even the tea in his hand didn't stagnate, it still flowed slowly into his throat.

"Clap clap-"

Three bullets grazed Ye Fan's hair, and they were all nailed into the solid wooden pillars of the gazebo, shaking the wood and breaking a lot of debris.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and continued to drink the oolong tea in a leisurely manner.

"Not bad."

Before Wei Hongchao got up to find out what happened, Wei Qinhu led the people up.

After he handed over the Tibetan Mastiff and Haidongqing to his cronies, he looked at Ye Fan with a look of approval and said:

"Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, and when the tiger forced him back, he didn't panic. He has this mentality at this age. He deserves to be the youngest national scholar in China."

"You are much stronger than Wei Hongchao."

"He provoked you again and again, and you are still alive, so you are merciful."

For the three shots just now, he wanted to test Ye Fan, but also wanted to give him a bad impression, so that this "strong enemy" of the Wei family would be scared to death by him.

But unexpectedly, the three bullets hit head-on, Ye Fan didn't change his face, he didn't even spill the tea, but Wei Hong was covered in grass clippings.

He appreciated Ye Fan a little more.

Ye Fan smiled when he heard the words: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for your praise."

Wei Hongchao got up and squeezed out a sentence: "I have participated in military training, avoiding guns is an instinctive reaction, and Ye Fan didn't respond because he was scared stupid..."

"It doesn't matter if you are ashamed, what matters is that you don't know yourself."

Regardless of Wei Hongchao's injury, Wei Qinhu kicked him to the ground, then looked at Ye Fan and stretched out his hand with a big smile:
"Ye Guoshi, let's get acquainted formally, old man Wei Qinhu, Minister of Military Aircraft of Baocheng."

His hands had just finished hunting, and they were stained with a lot of grass clippings, hair, and the blood of wolves, making him look respectful and far away.

But Ye Fan didn't care, he put down his teacup and smiled: "Ye Fan met Mr. Wei."

As soon as Wei Qinhu was held in the palm of his hand, a brute force surged over, overwhelming as if it was going to knock Ye Fan down all at once.

Wei Qinhu's eyes were bright, and there was a smile on his mouth, as if he wanted to test Ye Fanjin.

Ye Fan calmly dispelled Wei Qinhu's power without any disturbance or anger.

Wei Qinhu has been a soldier all his life, and he is extremely powerful. He still attacked suddenly. He thought he could cause trouble for Ye Fan, but he didn't expect his power to disappear.

He was a little reconciled, and pressed [-]% of his strength, but he didn't expect that it still didn't work. Instead, his account began to hurt.

"Not bad!"

Wei Qinhu laughed again at Ye Fan:
"Not only is your ability extraordinary, but your skill and heart are also first-rate. No wonder Tu Laogou recognizes you as his adopted son."

"Wei Hongchao, you bastard, you're really far behind."

He took back all the strength in his palm, and then waved someone to bring hot water to wash himself and Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled again: "Old Wei laughed."

"Tsk, there is a specialization in art, grandpa, you can't build up the ambitions of others and destroy the prestige of your own family."

Wei Hongchao protested again: "I also have many things that Ye Fan can't compare to, okay?"

Although he didn't have any hatred for Ye Fan in the past, he was still indescribably depressed when he saw the old man praising Ye Fan in this way.

"As long as you have some ability, you won't be killed in the cruise ship tragedy, and you will only have one breath left."

"As long as you have half of Ye Fan's ability, you will not let Ye Fan give you a way of life and pull you up from the eighteenth level of hell."

While Wei Qinhu invited Ye Fan to sit down, he unceremoniously reprimanded Wei Hongchao:

"Give you 300 people, and you won't even be able to find out who the murderer is."

"Give Ye Fan 300 people, and they will run thousands of miles and chop off Chiba Zhenxiong's head."

"Don't say you are Wei Hongchao, even the dozens of nephews of the Wei family combined, I'm afraid it's not as good as Ye Guoshi alone."

"You are not even as good as Ye Tianci, at least he has self-knowledge."

He snorted to Wei Hongchao: "You think you are amazing, so tell me why I have to hunt once or twice a month?"

Wei Hongchao coughed, "You're bored, you're born bloodthirsty, and you like killing to your heart's content."

There was a hint of disappointment in Wei Qinhu's eyes: "Is this how you see grandpa?"

Wei Hongchao squeezed out another sentence: "Maintain your marksmanship?"

"Old Wei hunts every month, and even directly fights ligers, tigers and wolves. Apart from hobbies and reminiscences of the past, he also wants to send a message to the outside world."

Ye Fan suddenly took up the topic: "Although Mr. Wei is getting older, he is still strong, his blood is undiminished, and his iron armor is still there."

"Seeing this, the outside world will definitely believe that the Wei family is united and harmonious, and that the old man controls the whole situation. Not only will no one dare to provoke them easily, but they will also look up to the Wei family."

He looked at Wei Qinhu: "Old Wei seems to be playing with things and loses his mind, but in fact he is dedicated to the Wei family."

Wei Hong shook his body, and looked at the old man in shock.

Wei Qinhu stood up with hot blood, waved his big hand to his cronies and shouted:
"Come here, serve wine, serve good wine, today, I want to get drunk with brother Ye."

He walked behind Ye Fan and reached out to hold Ye Fan's shoulders:
"Brother Ye, from now on, you will have my full support from Wei Qinhu."

(End of this chapter)